Rain dances,
Sun shines,
Snow flakes,
Leaves fall.
Seasons pass,
And all that changes
Is the weather.
Yet it still follows
A predictable pattern,
So that we are never caught off guard.
Then all of a sudden,
With a whisper of the wind,
Everything is gone.
Rain torrents around us,
Sun is covered by clouds,
Snow is a soft heaven nowhere in sight,
Leaves are tossed in the air.
And in this storm of thunder and fears,
Where precipitation pounds and lightning leers,
I'm left with not even a sympathy letter,
Explaining your disappearance.
Without a message to indicate a final farewell,
I'm forced to feel abandoned
And utterly worthless,
As my emotions are what I try to quell.
No note,
Saying anything
That you wrote,
Even something as simple
As three short words.
I'll miss you.
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This is inspired by two people I love:
One who's a friend,
And one who I wish could be more.
Oh, and I went for a long ass walk yesterday in flip-flops, lost feeling in my toes, and Dr. Web MD told me I have diabetes.
Seems legit.
9/6/2017
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